Well, Shen Bingning can understand it. If her face became like this, to be honest, she would probably just find a drunkard and forget it.
Boss Shen, can my face be saved? The girl with the rotten face raised her face. She looked at Shen Bingning expectantly. Shen Bingning twitched the corners of her lips and felt a chill on her body. Goosebumps all over her body stood up. Oh dear,
This face is really an art. Yes, if you think of it as a kind of art, you will feel better. If you think of it as a face, your scalp will be numb.
She let out a sigh of relief, unwilling to be the kind of person who adds insult to injury, "I don't guarantee that your face can be cured, but it will definitely be better than it is now."
She walked to the table and had already written down a recipe, 1 gram of fresh reed root and 1 gram of Houttuynia cordata. Preparation method: wash the fresh reed root and cut it into sections, boil it with Houttuynia cordata to get 2 ml of juice, and add an appropriate amount of sugar.
, take it in two doses. You can also dip the boiled juice directly into the affected area. Function: clear away heat, detoxify, drain pus. Anti-eczema infection, suitable for patients with eczema infection.
She used the carefully prepared fragrance and applied it carefully on the face of this rotten-faced woman to hydrate, cleanse, detoxify, and nourish the body internally and externally. It might take a little longer, but the effect should be very good.
The rotten-faced girl burst into tears of gratitude, sometimes bursting into tears.
"Boss Shen, I don't even know how to thank you?"
"Thank me, no need." Shen Bingning washed her hands in the basin on the side. She turned around and smiled honestly, but she spoke very shrewdly, "You have to know that I am just a businessman, a natural businessman.
I want to make money, so don’t think that I will treat your face for free."
The bad-faced girl was stunned. She thought Shen Bingning would shirk it, but she didn't expect that she would be so direct.
"Boss Shen is serious. As long as he can cure my face, I will pay you any amount." She said quickly, fearing that Shen Bingning would not cure her face.
"It's not much," Shen Bingning calculated, "I told you before that your face will be cured, but it will cost at least five hundred taels of silver."
When the bad-faced girl heard about five hundred taels of silver, she didn't feel any surprise. As long as her face was good, she could afford not to mention five hundred taels, but even five thousand taels.
"Of course, you can ask for the most lustful money for this money," Shen Bingning smiled harmlessly, but she had already scolded Li Leya countless times in her heart. She was so shameless that everyone ran away and asked her to clean up.
Although this mess can make a lot of money, it is really tiring.
She walked out and took a cup of scented tea from Shen Shuang's hand.
"I'm so exhausted, Shuangshuang, how are you doing there?" She yawned. She hadn't had a good rest for a long time. She had been busy since she came back from the border. This face was rotten, that one was ruined, and so on.
Many of them are acquaintances, and they want to go through the back door, inside the palace, outside the palace, your relationship, his relationship, which makes her dizzy.
Shen Shuang raised his eyelashes, their color was cold, but there were some faint shadows under his eyes.
"One is starting to get better."
"That's good," Shen Bingning sat down on the chair. She raised her head and looked at the sky outside, then propped her face up on the table, "It's autumn, no wonder it's so cold."
"Yes," Shen Shuang nodded slightly. We have been at the border for more than two months. It was September when we went there, and now it is almost December, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon.
The Chinese New Year is coming soon. Shen Bingning took a breath of white air, her eyes were slightly bent, and she sighed a little. Time passed really fast. It was already her third year here, three years, three years. Years old.
After the new year, spring will begin.
She lay on the table and didn't even want to get up. It was freezing outside, but there were many people standing at the door, waiting anxiously. Their business was booming again, and one day It is possible to make thousands of gold, but no one is happy.
These rotten and ruined faces really make people feel bad. As for the most beautiful place, there are a lot of people, but they are all looking for trouble and excuses, and there is no one inside now. They can go to King Dongping to ask for some explanation. King Dongping promised that Jinse will cure them, and of course the money will come from their palace.
"I really don't want to care about this anymore," Shen Bingning sat up. When she heard Rong Xiaoyin's words, she felt very uncomfortable. How could their Jinse be cured? Their Jinse was not the King of Dongping. Yes, why should I clean up their mess? It's better to just ignore them.
"You can't convince yourself," Shen Shuang pointed out pointedly, "Even if you don't have money, you won't let these women's faces get stained."
"Yes," Shen Bingning stood up and stretched, "So, since they all need to be cured, why don't I collect more."
She snorted, she could speak freely, and she didn't need to be polite to King Dongping. He was a rich man, and she didn't need to save money for him.
"Shuangshuang, you stay here for a while, I want to go take a look at my sweet potato seedlings."
"Okay," Shen Shuang agreed. Before she could finish her words, Shen Bingning had already ran out. She looked at Shen Bingning's back, her delicate eyebrows slightly twisted.
You have something on your mind, Yao Qi came over and stood beside her.
"Yeah," Shen Shuang turned around and raised his face to look at this cold, yet extremely safe face. "She's been really tired lately. Sometimes I'm about to fall asleep when I see her sitting there. Now, she said, the sweet potato seedlings are ready to be planted, and the wool from the border is about to arrive. There are also a lot of interesting things here. She also has to find time to draw the pictures of those bags."
Yao Qi reached out and put his hand on her shoulder, then squeezed it gently.
"Needless to say about her, the same goes for you."
Shen Shuang's body stiffened slightly, and she leaned gently on Yao Qi. Yes, she was tired too, really tired, but after such a long time, he was the only one who cared about her. She said this:
You are the same, you are tired too.
Back then, after they got married to her, the man she treated with all her heart and soul had never said such a word to her.
She used to think that this was how husband and wife were, but now she realizes that it's not the case. He didn't tell you at that time because he never cared about you.
Shen Bingning hurried back to the house. She patted her chest. She was so tired. She took a breath of hot breath into the palm of her hand. The branches in the distance had long been bare and devoid of green. The winter was very long. Very cold.
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